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Amory
was
now
eighteen
years
old
,
just
under
six
feet
tall
and
exceptionally
,
but
not
conventionally
,
handsome
.
He
had
rather
a
young
face
,
the
ingenuousness
of
which
was
marred
by
the
penetrating
green
eyes
,
fringed
with
long
dark
eyelashes
.
He
lacked
somehow
that
intense
animal
magnetism
that
so
often
accompanies
beauty
in
men
or
women
;
his
personality
seemed
rather
a
mental
thing
,
and
it
was
not
in
his
power
to
turn
it
on
and
off
like
a
water-faucet
.
But
people
never
forgot
his
face
.
ISABELLE
She
paused
at
the
top
of
the
staircase
.
The
sensations
attributed
to
divers
on
spring-boards
,
leading
ladies
on
opening
nights
,
and
lumpy
,
husky
young
men
on
the
day
of
the
Big
Game
,
crowded
through
her
.
She
should
have
descended
to
a
burst
of
drums
or
a
discordant
blend
of
themes
from
"
Thais
"
and
"
Carmen
.
"
She
had
never
been
so
curious
about
her
appearance
,
she
had
never
been
so
satisfied
with
it
.
She
had
been
sixteen
years
old
for
six
months
.
"
Isabelle
!
"
called
her
cousin
Sally
from
the
doorway
of
the
dressing-room
.
"
I
'm
ready
.
"
She
caught
a
slight
lump
of
nervousness
in
her
throat
.
"
I
had
to
send
back
to
the
house
for
another
pair
of
slippers
.
It
'll
be
just
a
minute
.
"
Isabelle
started
toward
the
dressing-room
for
a
last
peek
in
the
mirror
,
but
something
decided
her
to
stand
there
and
gaze
down
the
broad
stairs
of
the
Minnehaha
Club
.
They
curved
tantalizingly
,
and
she
could
catch
just
a
glimpse
of
two
pairs
of
masculine
feet
in
the
hall
below
.
Pump-shod
in
uniform
black
,
they
gave
no
hint
of
identity
,
but
she
wondered
eagerly
if
one
pair
were
attached
to
Amory
Blaine
.
This
young
man
,
not
as
yet
encountered
,
had
nevertheless
taken
up
a
considerable
part
of
her
day
--
the
first
day
of
her
arrival
.
Coming
up
in
the
machine
from
the
station
,
Sally
had
volunteered
,
amid
a
rain
of
question
,
comment
,
revelation
,
and
exaggeration
:
"
You
remember
Amory
Blaine
,
of
course
.
Well
,
he
's
simply
mad
to
see
you
again
.
He
's
stayed
over
a
day
from
college
,
and
he
's
coming
to-night
.
He
's
heard
so
much
about
you
--
says
he
remembers
your
eyes
.
"
This
had
pleased
Isabelle
.
